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[Adventure] Murder Most Foul! (Judge: EvolutionKB)

"Hey smarty, wake up, can'ya hear me? That's it. Well now, hear me closely mate, belly boy here, and big boy there be no happy with me talkin' ta'ya, but I told them: 'Hey! why killin' the poor orc?' So help me help ya, toothy: Belly boy will ask ya some questions, I want ya to answer truly, and ya'r to go with'ya life, whatcha say Toothy?" asks Hasifar leaning towards the orc.

Bluff: 31, hah, natural 20
 

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Tirial walks with Artemus, keeping an eye on the warforged. She looks at the half-orc with a mischievous glint in her eye. "Hey, while the others are all having fun playing with the orc, why don't we go check out the 'forged there. You can be all scary again" she says with a chuckle.
 

Artemus stands watch, and keeping a good look at the Warforged. After a moment, he decides to make a move, he walks toward the half-construct, showing his dagger is sheeted. "Why don't you just pass your way like everyone else?"
 


The Orc responds quickly. "What do you want to know?"


The Warforged looks at Artemus. "Good men do not stand aside when murder is done. I stand as witness. I cannot fight five on one, but I can watch."

"You could have fought to disable, but you did not. Will you kill the Orc when you are done? Will you attack and kill me as well? When does the violence from the last war stop? The people of Droaam are considered second class citizens that others hunt and kill." the Warforged says mechanically.
 

"I will speak for myself. I consider everyone equals. You can be from Khyber's gate or from any house, if you try to kill me, I will show you no mercy. They open hostilities and they meant to kill us. Too bad for them." replies Artemus. He turns around and starts to walk back to Tirial side but stop a moment. "The orc is no more a threat, neither you are one, no need to spill blood anymore. Your conviction is to your honor, Warforged, but the world you dream of is no more than that: a dream."
 

"So you claim. I followed the Dragonborn when he ran to the alley. I saw you attack him first with your dagger. I saw no once else fighting yet. Once you attacked, then all of you attacked. I bear witness."
 

"You are either blind and deaf, or you didn't witness the start of the fight. My big friend over there got pierce by a javelin and smack by an Ogre calling him food. Do you really think he was inviting my friend to eat with him? From that moment, it was clear what his group wanted. And the dragonborn threaten me, making clear he was there to join the Ogre." replies Artemus.

"If you want to witness what happen, at least, wash your eyes and your ears before doing it. We didn't open hostilities. "
 
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The Warforged does not respond. It merely tilts its head to the side slightly, possibly in imitation of living creatures, and watches the group with its piercing eyes.
 

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